This is a song about "Red flowers"

Covered the room in splattered red,

She don’t give her nigga head

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

I'd love to bring you flowers in the mornin... but instead,

But i'll still try to be the man sending you flowers.

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Listening the claps from the sky, flowers are falling,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Watch your body turn indian red,

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Asshole flowers, going home

You're the corner stone

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

I'm not a fucking coward cowering for hours lying in the flowers.

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom